I'm Golden

Still No Shots.

We only have to test my sugar once a month now, or if i act "funny"... but the highest i have been is 112 :D

I'm a RockStar,

No shots for 3 weeks.

moms thrilled

still have daily blood tests....which sucks

but the highest i've been is 154.

and that was on the day i stole pizza crust one of dad's pals put in the trash.



mom got this laser mouse thing that i'm supposed to chase.

i'm not that stupid.

Xena and Spawn chase it all over the house. But I know better.

it's just a frickin' light!

so mom makes Xena and Spawn run into ME, and then we chase each other.

*sigh*

202!

we tried no shot for a few days, and last night i was at 202, so i got a *little* shot.

i hate this testing a few times a day stuff!

It HURTS!

Mom told me it hurts LESS than dying from hypoglycemia.

i suppose she's right, but MAN!

Mom thinks i snuck carbs yesterday, because the door to the closet the carbs are kept in was open and the lid as unlatched, but not off.



She reads this, so I'm not telling.

Am I Done? Am I Done?

Mom & Dad & I had a strange week.

i was *almost* hypoglycemic, i guess my pancreas is working pretty good again.

i was smart though, i got the closet door open and ripped open a bag of the other cats food and ate some when I started to feel icky. when mom got home from mailing orders and stuff, she found me in a little pile of carbs. She and dad tested me, and i was still pretty low even AFTER carbs.

My sugar is still falling, I'm down to just one unit of lantus in 24 hours (mom hates it, doing 1/2 a unit at 4AM makes her swear more than usual)

I might have to go see dr joe next week, to see if we are DONE with shots. He said i might not need any if i get below 1 unit a day. we might just need to keep me low carb and test regularly.

harumph!

i wish we could be DONE with blood sugar testing; we're doing it twice a day now and my paws sure hurt. we rotate which one we do, but still...you try getting poked with a pointy needle in the foot, see how YOU like it :(

Mom gives me these yummy chicken jerky snack from Foster & Smith when i'm done, so it's okay. Plus, it's summer so i get FRESH catnip...yum.

Mom said last year she wanted to "beat this" in a year, and it's only august now, so we have 2 more months.

I think by beat this she means make me no longer "dependent" on insulin.

that would be sweet :)

The Mission is Remission

My sugar keeps dropping...quickly.


Mom & Dad check my sugar twice a week and we've had to lower me from 7 units to 3.5 units in the past few months.

Dr. Joe says if i get to below 1 unit per day, i won't need shots anymore, just special diet and testing.

Mom's more excited than i am...Testing hurts more than shots.

My poor paw feels all sore after tests :(

oh yeah, i forgot

i got to skip the vet in February, and might not have to go back until FALL!

why?

cuz i'm between 85 - 110 every day when Mom & Dad test me.

i'm just glad i don't have to ride in the car as much.

72

no vet for 2 months.

i was very bad there yesterday; hissed and growled at everyone.


mom got a new computer; it's tiny. she calls it a "notebook" all i know is it's nice to have her sit with me on her lap when she sells stuff online.

151!

Whoo Hoo!

I don't have to go to the vet for 3 WEEKS!

This rules :)

325!

I'm down to 325 pretty consistently. which is about 200 points less than 2 weeks ago!

Mom says she's proud.

I need to be lower, but considering that we have not finished my diet change yet, it's very good progress.

I growled and hissed at the substitute vet when she took me back in the lab on Wednesday.

I like Dr. Joe better.

I never growl or hiss at him.

The vet tech said that me being so angry might have made my BG higher anyway, so maybe I'm doing better than we thought.

I'm fighting with Spawn and even jumping on the counter when mom mixes my food now.

She feels bad that she didn't "notice" I wasn't doing these things anymore.

Dad said "aw, don't feel bad, you just thought Tweek was finally learning to behave."

Silly Dad.

I NEVER behave.

Fight Fight Fight!

I got in a fight with Spawn today.

Haven't done that in a while.

Mom yelled at him and said "You be nice to Tweek! He's sick."

Dad laughed and said "He sure isn't ACTING Sick."

Spawn came back to fight me, and I hissed and fought back.

Mom looked proud, even though she's not supposed to.

she said I must be getting stronger if I can fight back.



I woke mom up at 3:30 this morning for my breakfast.

She said it was "daylight savings time", whatever that means.

She made me wait until 4 to eat.




I don't like daylight savings.